I never know what I'm looking for until I find it; I always end up where I should. My mind is saturated in possibility.
I am drawn to dynamic individuals that appreciate the strangeness of life and the strangeness within themselves.
I openly admit that despite my intuitive navigation through this life, I know nothing at all with distinct certainty. Can't fill a cup that's already full and all that.
[I am more approachable than my words let on]
[I'm not sure how true the previous statement actually is]
Mercurial. Incandescent. Untethered.
I'm living up to Nietzsche's concept of the Eternal Return.
I'm currently working at a family homeless shelter and have returned to school to get certified as a CASAC.
Pretty much winging the entire life-thing and having a good laugh about it.
(If you Clementine me, I will destroy you)
Parking my car at the same time a song ends.
Playing rough. Getting my hands dirty.
Letting my curiosity lead the way.
Favouriting fictional characters that end up dying.
Randomly disappearing for extended periods of time.
[Sometimes, I will not respond to your message for a ridiculous amount of time. I go through cycles of not knowing how to be a person and interacting with others falls to the bottom of my priorities.]
I have been told that I have a soothing voice and a calming presence. I tend to be quiet; I prefer to listen.
Deep belly laughter and bear hugs.
My friends pretty much all refer to me as "Mama."
(which I interestingly don't find to be misgendering)
Where ever we are, I have probably already taken off my shoes.
I'm a bit hard of hearing, so I often respond to things not actually said which makes for some very silly conversation.
I'm sassy as heck.
I'm kind of an asshole.
I'm burning with soundless, serene intensity.
*Currently reading: Gilead.
I'm always looking for new books to read, so if you have any recommendations, let me know!
B) Top Eighteen: The Life Aquatic. The Dreamers. Wristcutters: A Love Story. Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind. Dead Man. Gangs Of New York. Cecil B. Demented. Synecdoche, New York.The Diving Bell and The Butterfly. The Secretary. Benny and Joon. The Edukators. Children Of Men. Mrs. Muir and The Ghost. Natural Born Killers. Buffalo 66'. Sweet Movie. Peter Pan.
Everything Disney, black & white, western, French, British or slow.
C) I don't really watch television but I enjoy watching shows on the interwebs.
Doctor Who. Avatar. Korra. Steven Universe. Supernatural. Arrested Development. The Mindy Project. 6 Feet Under. The Tudors. Lost. The Office. Twin Peaks. 30 Rock. Don't Trust The B. Pushing Daisies. Reaper. Angel. Buffy. The IT Crowd. Being Human (UK). Shameless (UK). Skins (UK). Spaced. Black Books. Peep Show. Bob's Burgers. Workaholics. Dead Like Me. Criminal Minds. South Park. Daria. Boy Meets World. Firefly. Torchwood. Battlestar Galactica. Merlin. Robin Hood. The Golden Girls. Legend Of The Seeker. The Good Guys. Brooklyn 99. Party Down. Adventure Time. The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. CSI Miami. Parks and Rec..
Under water music. Sunrise music. Asleep with my face in the crook of your neck music. On mushrooms at a drag queen festival music. Painting naked music. And this and that and I suppose what comes to mind when you think of playing in the snow and laughing for so long that you're numb and breathless and cold and so happy that you're more ready to die than you've ever been.
E) Indian, Thai and Japanese. I tend to go through phases- some are wonderful, some are strange.
2. Silence/ Nature/ Solitude
3. Film/ Ideas/ Thought
4. Music/ Laughter/ Emotion
6. Art/ Creativity/ Love
I also have a strong love for animals, road trips, whiskey, camping and a slew of other things.
New Orleans. New Zealand. New.
I have a form of Synesthesia and am always curious about how other people experience the world.
How strange it is to be anything at all.
Saving the Earth and all animals.
Living alone in the woods.
The necessary insanities of the moon.
What do birds dream about?
I, at times, can come off as a bit emotionally removed, but beneath all that lurks an extraordinary, boundless romanticism for life itself.
I keep salt next to my bed just in case of ghost emergencies.
You Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness.
You play the banjo and will let me listen.
You'd let me live if you found out I was a werewolf.
You can survive a week in the woods with nothing but a knife and a lighter and still know the difference between 'you're' and 'your' as well as 'their', 'there' and 'they're'.
You are anything like Clint Eastwood in The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly. Or Jonny Quest.
You know how to live without cowardice, regrets, shame or guilt but instead do things in the name of truth and freedom.
You are cosmic and earthy all at once.
You are not neutral in situations of injustice.
You are interested in the zombie apocalypse, cryptozoology, linguistics, metaphysics, astrology, or other fun stuff to stimulate my noggin.
You're not self-conscious about every little thing.
[Major psychotic issues don't seem to bother me though]
You have good table manners.
You enjoy board games!
You have a sense of humour (PLEASE.)
Dorothy is your favourite Golden Girl.
Buttercup is your favourite Powerpuff Girl.
You are not a stage 5 clinger.
You are a good person to trip/roll with.
You have an imagination.
You know better than to let material things have hold of your life.
You know what a Sassafrassian is.
You know how long Arienette will stay for.
You are interested in having arts and crafts time with me.
If you relate to animals and plants more than people.
If you can keep up with my ever growing need for useless information, poetry and adventure.
OR! Whatever other reason you can think of.